“I feel like Jacob would make a really good BFF or fuck buddy. He’d probably tease and irritate the hell out of you a lot of the time, but if you were sad and needed a shoulder to cry on or a good pounding, he’d be there for you. Immediately.”
A good pounding a day, keeps the dottore away… or so they say.
~Claudia
Confessed by: swiggle-muffin
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“I know Connor is a good man and respectful to women as well as being huge and muscly and sexy, and that’s why I want him to manhandle comparatively-tiny me when we make love. I want to be tossed onto the bed and plowed from behind with my ass in the air, I want to be pinned to the wall with my wrists above my head and his knee rubbing just *there* until I’m begging for his cock, I want hickeys on my tits and handprint-bruises on my thighs… I have no idea how I’d persuade him to DO it, but… ♥”
Oh… Oh my, this sounds oh so wonderful…
~Claudia
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‘“Forgive me Father for I have sinned.” “Confess your sins my child.” “I keep having these wild fantasies about a man. Whenever he touches me, my mind is going wild. I want him so badly.” Silence. “Who is the man you are referring to?” “My Mentor.” “Do you care giving more details concerning the fantasies you’re referring to?” That’s when it strikes me. The muffled voice sounds vaguely familiar. It can’t be. The door of the confessional booth opens and Jacob stands in front of me. My face is on fire. He grabs my waist with both hands and whispers to my ear in a low voice: “Care to develop about these dirty fantasies of yours? I have every intention to fulfill every one of them.“ And that’s when I woke up from my dream…’
‘I was about to go to sleep when my overactive imagination started to wander: Older Jacob and I are one of the most valued patrons of this sex club. We are “performing” in the club’s mini theater that is meant to be the place where everyone can watch a couple having sex or entire orgies. We are naked from the waist down, he’s sitting on a sofa while I’m on top, riding him. I’m still not used to being watched so Jacob tells me to hide my face against his neck, and he knows that I love to savour his scent during sex anyway. At this point in my fantasy I got really aroused so I started masturbating.’
‘I move faster, harder, and he whispers, “You should see how they’re watching us right now. They all want you, even the women, but I’m the only one who can make you feel like this.” I’m so close and he keeps whispering encouraging words to my ear. “Don’t hold back. Let them hear how much you love my cock inside you.” At this point I orgasmed so hard I actually did scream. Fantasy and reality started to blur in my head and I remember I had a huge smile on my face before I fell asleep. Woke up this morning feeling very refreshed. Found out that I slept for 7 hours which is really rare for me these days. Thank you, Jacob. 😘 ’
“I fantasize about having sex with Jacob on the last row at the cinema. As I watch movie he starts caressing my thigh, touching my panties that become wet instantly. I spread my legs wider to give him a better access. His fingers are already in my underwear. I bite my lip, turning around to make sure nobody’s watching us. When I can’t take it anymore I straddle his hips, move my panties aside and take out his cock from his jeans. I stroke it a little for him to produce some pre-cum and then sit down on that big dick. He mutes me with a kiss while we fuck practically in front a bunch of people. God, help me”.
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‘I want a Jolly Jacob Hotdog with a side of Fryes.’
A huge thank to you to Signore Ezio for giving me this idea. This is also a shout-out to my fellow Filipinos (especially to @themoustachedgamer). May this confession make you forever associate the mighty Jolly Hotdog with Signore Frye. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
~ Signora Paola
“I want to suck Connor’s hot dog”.
Hmm, you want some Fryes with that?
~Claudia
“So apparently Jacob cannot tie a tie to save his life. So imagine him asking you to fix his tie. Which you do… by taking it off entirely and then unbuttoning his shirt. He’s surprised, but doesn’t stop you. “What are you doing?” “Helping you with your clothes.” You say with a playful smirk. “I recall asking you to help me with my tie only.” He says. “Do you want me to stop?” You ask, just as your fingers hover over the last button. He gives you a dark and impatient look. “Not a chance.”
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Perhaps he’s doing it on purpose so anyone who sees it will have the urge to untie it for him and then use it to bind his wrists… or use it as a blindfold… or use it as a gag (question is – would you even want to keep him quiet huehuehue)
~ Signora Paola
I must agree with Signora Paola! I think our amatto Jacob does this on purpose to inspire you to think on the… naughty side of life! Binding him or using it as a blindfold sounds awfully tempting.
~Claudia
“I want to drink a Shirley Templar off of Desmond. I’d lick the gin and ginger beer off his stomach and then suck the grenadine off his cock. I’d finish by eating a cherry off of his lips”.
AC Fun Fact:
A Shirley Temple is traditionally a non-alcoholic drink. In Assassin’s Creed: Revelations, it is revealed that Desmond makes his own alcoholic version of the drink, dubbed a Shirley Templar, by adding gin. Here’s the recipe:
Ingredients:
Directions: In a highball glass with ice, fill most of the glass half with Sprite, half with ginger ale, leaving a bit of room at the top. Mix in a shot of grenadine and a shot of gin. Place a maraschino cherry on the top and serve.
~Claudia
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